Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 27 Female Ghost

Mitch was shocked. No way. She had only recited the mantra once. How could she have succeeded? It was a gifted perversion.

Susie’s eyes widened as she looked around. Wow, the world had become a lot clearer.

The desk lamp was with a circle of light and a mayfly lady quietly

crawled into his circle of light. Outside the window, Granny Laurel was having a party and there were a few ants carrying cake crumbs and running as fast as they could on their six legs.

There was also an aunt hanging from the window with her eyes staring straight at her.

Susie stared at her while the aunt poked half her head in and watched Susie with a sly glint under.

“You can see me? are you afraid of me?”

Hearing those questions, Susie violently grabbed the quilt over her head and shouted, “Master, this aunt is so ugly.”

Mitch believed what she said was true this time.

This female ghost was wandering, just passing by. He saw that the female ghost was extremely weak, less than two days to dissipate, so he ignored her. Who knew Susie would see it?

A dark aura flashed under Mitch’s eyes, suddenly excited. What a great little disciple he had taken on.

“Juicy, let me see how much potential you can have. Let’s take in this ugly girl ghost.”

The female ghost was furious. She screamed shrilly and lunged.

Mitch grabbed her long hair while saying, “Good Susie, chant with Master.”

Then, Susie followed.

But by this time Mitch had let go of his hand, and the ghost lunged at Susie under inertia.

Susie subconsciously raised her hand to a palm, and the female ghost flew out a long way.

Mitch was quick to grab the ghost by the hair and yank her back.

Juicy, well

to the little hand? Did she slap

a twinkle in his eye, Mitch added, “Here, go on. Fart

her absent-minded master, then she went on again. The result was that

was so surprised that she

female ghost was startled. What about playing? She was just passing

he

understand why the old artist man was so

gourd only the size of a fingernail appeared in his hand out of thin air, hanging

collect orphaned souls, evil ghosts, and evil ghosts. In the future, you will use this soul gourd to help me, okay?” Mitch

at it and asked, “Master, why

also asked indignantly, “Yes. Why do you want to take

even confiscate her when she was peeking through the window just

rubbed little Susie’s hair, and said very perfunctorily,

and turned her head to look

was too ugly for her that she covered her eyes with a hand, leaving a finger slit barely

you, and why are you

free but it was in vain, so she said, “I am your uncle David’s former bricklayer, called May. It was

stunned. Uncle

while the tiny person frowned seriously, “What bad things

out even if she did not want to tell

uncle David’s tea, and I did it. Then as I got the money, the roof of the construction site fell down a large

salt to her uncle’s tea. Why did

go to bed early. Don’t talk.” Then he sent the female ghost into the

rope emitted a faint red light and quickly disappeared

wrist.

lay back down and yawned and fell

cocked his head and gagged,

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slept well this night, and some had a hard time sleeping through

tossing and turning, unable to

was talking to her that she overheard them plotting to drug David, what